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School wasn’t always easy for me. In fact, for most of my early years, it was a place I dreaded. My first memories of school go back to when I was just 4 years old. But before I even set foot in a classroom, my life had already been impacted by a personal loss. My aunt, who I was very close to and loved dearly, passed away before I started school. Losing her was incredibly hard for me, especially as a child. I went into school already feeling sad and confused about the world, and unfortunately, school didn’t make things any easier.
When I joined my first school, the bullying began almost right away. Two older kids, along with a couple of people in my class, constantly teased me and called me mean names. It made me feel small and powerless. No matter what I did, I couldn’t seem to escape the teasing. Even at that age, I knew something wasn’t right, but I didn’t know how to make it stop.
To make things worse, some of the teachers were no help either. I remember feeling like I was always being shouted at or punished, even though I didn’t do anything wrong. Sure, I struggled with my schoolwork because I didn’t understand it, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t trying or misbehaving. I wasn’t ignoring the teachers or doing anything disruptive. I just needed help, and no one seemed willing to offer it.
This bullying and feeling of isolation went on for years. The older kids eventually left for secondary school, and after a while, some of the kids who had teased me even apologized. They became friends and supported me through the rest of primary school. It was a relief that the teasing stopped, and I was grateful to have made friends. But while some students came around, the teachers didn’t. Most of them were nice, but there were always a few who made my life a nightmare. They never tried to understand why I was struggling.
When I finally left primary school, I thought things might improve, but secondary school turned out to be even harder. One incident still stands out in my mind. After my grandad passed away, I missed a homework assignment. It was a tough time for me and my family, and I was still dealing with the grief when I went back to school. But instead of understanding, one of my teachers gave me detention for not completing the homework. Despite my parents calling the school and explaining the situation, the teacher didn’t back down. She claimed that it was an “opportunity to learn,” as if my grandad’s funeral was something I could just brush off. That day, I barely had any lunch because of the detention, and I was starving until I got home.
It was these kinds of experiences that made school feel more like a battleground than a place to learn. I was constantly struggling, There was also the bullying, which carried over into secondary school. Because of my name, people would tease me by calling me *Draco Malfoy* from *Harry Potter* or *Dobby*. People even colored on me, as if I was a piece of paper they could scribble on. It wasn’t easy, and all of this built up over time.
After going through all of this, I decided I needed a change. That’s when I chose to leave school and start homeschooling. But I didn’t just want to improve my own situation—I wanted to create something that could help other kids who might be struggling like I did. That’s why I made this website, *EduAdventures*.
*EduAdventures* is a place where kids like me can learn in all subjects without the pressure or struggles I faced in school. I want to make sure that no one has to go through what I did—feeling unsupported, being bullied, or dealing with unkind teachers. I want *EduAdventures* to be a place where learning is fun, stress-free, and accessible to everyone. I hope to build a community where students can support one another and thrive, no matter what challenges they may be facing.
If you’ve ever felt like school was too much or that you weren’t getting the help you needed, you’re not alone. I’ve been there, and I created *EduAdventures* for you.